destination . . .

Once again, with strange delight
I spend with you a lovely night
In my brain or in your bed
Between the sheets or in my head,

We drink our wine and flirt a bit
Wondering how our bodies fit
In the scheme of female/male
It seems that we never fail,

Never fail to end up here
Naked in the full-length mirror
Watching each other’s flesh
Intrigued by how the sexes mesh,

The taste of you, the feel the touch
I can never get too much
Of the potion you emit
Run my tongue across your tit,

Slide my hand between your thighs
Watch you watch my penis rise
Feel your juice, your warm delight
Expectations of the night,

Hands feel each others sex
Warm inside our solarplex
Just the right speed and timing
Up each other’s ladder, climbing,

To the climax, orgasm thunder
No real question, no real wonder
Was our destination true
It was good for me, how about you?